Complimentary Massage

Isiah Maxwell's kicking back at home when Linda Lan shows up with a pitch about a new massage spot nearby. She offers free Nuru sessions to get the word out. He figures why not and lets her in. She rolls out a shiny inflatable mat in the living room and strips down, all petite curves and ink on creamy skin, tits bouncing every time she moves. A bottle of thick, slippery gel appears and she starts explaining the rules—no clothes, skin-on-skin, and she plans to ride that body until he blows. Skepticism disappears fast. Isiah peels off his own clothes and climbs on. The gel makes everything glide, her big tits dragging along his back, her hard nipples drawing lines of heat. She slides up and down, tits, belly, thighs, never losing contact. He flips, hard cock standing straight up. Linda presses her whole body over him, grinding slick and slow until every inch is coated, then lines him up and sinks down. She rides with quick, nasty rolls of her hips, tits bouncing, tattoos flexing under the sheen. Her cunt clamps tight, stroking him base to tip, and she doesn't let up until he grunts and shoots deep inside her, warm pulses that mix with the gel. Both of them dripping, breathing hard, mission accomplished.